Post 188
Oh my dears, the train journey was absolutely delightful! A lovely, sunny day, birdsong all around, and I had a window seat with the most fabulous view. It's such a joy to see the world go by from the comfort of a plush armchair. And speaking of plush... you just wouldn't believe the glorious tutu I'm sporting today!
This, my lovelies, is not just any tutu. Oh no, this little number has a story, a history, a je ne sais quoi! It's a vintage German tutu, the most exquisite shade of bubblegum pink imaginable. I snagged it at a delightful little vintage shop in Bath. Just imagine, a whole lifetime of dance woven into the fabric. Every twirl tells a tale of countless performances, ballets big and small. Isn't it divine?
Now, I've been so looking forward to visiting Llanelli, the home of a wonderfully eclectic and quirky arts festival. The whole town is buzzing with music, theatre, and you guessed it... dance! The atmosphere is utterly infectious. It's so inspiring to see how many people here are embracing their inner ballerina, from the youngest ballerinas twirling with such joy, to the most elegant mature dancers swaying effortlessly across the stage.
This afternoon, I popped in to a delightful dance studio tucked away down a charming cobblestone street. I felt like I'd stumbled upon a hidden gem! The studio had that amazing, worn-in feeling, like the floor had absorbed years and years of passionate pirouettes and graceful leaps.
The class itself was fantastic. It was a mixture of styles, which always keeps me on my toes. We started with some warming-up exercises, and let me tell you, my calves were screaming. Then we got to explore some beautiful movements. We ended the session with a spirited rendition of "Swan Lake," which brought a lovely bit of classical grace to the afternoon.
One thing I truly adore about ballet is how it transcends languages. In class, we were a wonderfully mixed group of dancers from all different backgrounds. It doesn't matter where you come from or how long you've been dancing. It's all about moving together, expressing ourselves through the joy of dance. It really is a universal language.
After my ballet lesson, I wandered through the bustling marketplace. The air was alive with the delicious scents of freshly baked cakes, warm bread, and the mouth-watering smell of a local fishmonger's stall. I snagged a delicious vanilla and lemon sponge cake – the perfect fuel for a performance this evening.
I'm heading to see a wonderful local dance group perform an avant-garde interpretation of “Romeo and Juliet.” The concept sounds absolutely divine. Can't wait to see what kind of artistic vision they bring to this timeless masterpiece! I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.
And remember my darlings, it’s all about having fun. Dance your heart out, embrace your inner ballerina, and always wear pink!
Much love,
Emma
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